My Billionaire Mom novel Chapter 3

They all knew that Chuck Cannon was a poor man as he only seemed to wear two different shirts all year round. Although there was no strange smell, the clothes were already so faded and torn that they were simply unsightly.

Someone asked, "Lara Jean, how much does he owe you?"-

"400 dollars. It's only a day's expenses for me, but for him, maybe a month? Putting aside how much he owes me, this kind of person is really disgusting. He doesn't even deserve to lick my shoes."

Chuck's expression was indifferent. He looked at Lara and took out 400 dollars from his bag saying, "I'll return you the money now. I was really grateful when you were willing to lend me some money when I was starving, but you just slandered me. Let's call it even now."

Lara frowned and looked at the 400 dollars in his hand. She asked coldly, "Where did you get the money? Did you steal it or rob it?"

Someone said, "Let's look at our pockets to see if we're short of money."

"I earned it myself," Chuck said calmly.

"You?" Lara sneered and said, "Why don't you look in the mirror before saying something so outrageous? How can you earn yourself 400 dollars in the morning? Did you sell your body or something?"

The whole class burst into laughter and said, "Hahahaha, I'm afraid that this guy is not worth so much money even if he goes to sell his body."

Seeing as so many students laughed at him in the classroom, Chuck sighed and sat back in his seat. "Lara, you should be easier on people."

Lara snorted and put the money away. "Then tell me what you have done? Answer some of our questions!"

Chuck frowned for a long time and made up an excuse. He said casually, "I picked up the money."

"Oh, lucky eh?" Lara smirked, her malicious tone showing some envy.

The other students also asked with jealousy, "Hey, how much did you pick up?"

Many people were interested and asked one after another, "Yes, tell me, how much did you pick up?"

Chuck was speechless. He stared back at his classmates and continued to lie, "Two thousand."

"What? You actually picked up two thousand? Damn it, that's my living expenses for more than a month!"

All the students were surprised and envied him very much. If they had his luck and picked up two thousand dollars, their lives would be much more comfortable and easier.

"Hmph, you suck. Picking up other people's money and claiming them as your own."

"Such an embarrassment for our class!"

When these "classmates" ridiculed Chuck because of jealousy, Queenie Carson was the only one who stood up for him in the class.

But Chuck didn't care about such gossip and rumors, so he just let them talk about it.

After class, Chuck went to Yvette Jordan's staff room.

Because there was no class in the afternoon, Yvette was listening to music in the staff room. When she saw Chuck, her expression soured. "What are you doing here? Didn't I tell you that you are not allowed to look for me in between classes?"

Chuck said with a wry smile, "I just want to tell you that I'm going to move out today."

"You want to move out? Are you kidding?" Yvette sneered.

Since young, she had grown up with Chuck. Knowing him like the back of her hand, how could he move out? Does he want to sleep on the street?

But he had been timid since he was a child, even insisting to use her as his body pillow when sleeping. If it weren't for the death of his grandfather, god knows how much longer she would've had to be hugged by him to sleep.

Such a person sleeping on the street? He wouldn't dare to do that even if he had ten times the courage.

"I am not joking with you. I'll move out today."

Chuck said seriously.

"Well, I'd like to see how long you can. Don't come back begging to me like a dog."

"I won't."

After Chuck finished speaking, he turned around and left the office.

Yvette stared at his leaving figure thoughtfully. In the past, no matter how much she scolded him, he would not dare to talk back. She didn't know what happened to him today.

All of a sudden, her phone rang. After picking up the phone, she quickly changed her tone and answered "Hello, Director Chester, what happened for you to suddenly call me up like this?"

A middle-aged man's voice could be heard from the other end of the phone, "Yvette, I heard that your training company's business is not good recently. Do you want me to introduce some business to you?"

Yvette's heart was filled with joy. Her recent business in the training company could be said to be very poor. It was already very difficult for her to make any progress. If she did not show any improvement again, she was afraid that she would have to close the company in half a year. She had already lost more than 100,000 dollars in the past two months. It was also because of this that she was recently venting all her anger on Chuck.

After hearing Director Chester's business proposals, a smile appeared on her face. "Yes, thank you for taking care of me, Director Chester!"

"Well, room No. 1218 in the Triumph Hotel tonight. Come over."

"A hotel?" Yvette was a little scared. "Director Chester, why don't I treat you to a five-star hotel dinner in the urban area? A hotel..."

"What's wrong? You don't even give me a face?"

"No, no... It's just a hotel..."

Instantly, a steeled cold voice was heard from the phone, "Hmph, forget it if you don't come. This business is given by my friend's company as his employees need to be trained. You should know how much money you can make from a big company with 50 to 60 people. If you don't come, I won't force you!"

Yvette was very conflicted. She didn't want to go, but she didn't want to waste this opportunity either. Just when she had wanted to negotiate, he hung up all of a sudden.

"If I don't take the deal, I'm afraid that I'll be going bankrupt."

She decided to take the risk!

After leaving school, she drove home, planning to simply tidy up and change her clothes. However, when she just arrived at the door of the house, she saw Chuck coming out of the house with a suitcase.

The two of them looked at each other. Chuck said, "Wifey..."

As soon as he spoke, Yvette interrupted him with disgust, "Don't call me like that!"

"Yvette, no matter what, you've been taking care of me for almost a year after grandpa's death, if you..."